Flames of Love
By:
Kaze Chan and Hutaru Chan
All fame had gone down for the beybladers of any kind. However, with a new reunion in place, two boys Kai and Brooklyn, end up meeting once again, and facing the hard reality of what it is like to love someone. Though, things are interfered and played with, emotions on other people, founded upon others. With Brooklyn lost in the death of his parents, and Kai's constant disagreements with his confused life, is there a chance of them to stay and get together, or will they fail in love?
Couplings: Brooklyn x Kai and Kai x Tyson Yaoi Warning!
Story based on a roll play done by Kaze (me) and my friend Hutaru. Please enjoy and Read and Review, please also, do not flame. This is a one shot type of coupling; it's hard to find fans of the two… (Though not a one shot story)
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, no characters are owned except my OC Nichole and Mako.
Characteristics: Love, Romance, Angst (partly ooc), drama, and general.
Rated: 14+ - swearing and kissing (guess its not that big of a deal though XD)
Characters in this fanfic (mostly in): Brooklyn, Kai, Tyson, Nichole (oc), Daichi, Rei, Meriah, Mako (oc), Max, Hiro, and possibly other minors.
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
Flashbacks
New Chapter Beginning/Ending
-changing scenes from one person to the next, or later
Kai walked down the damp streets, rain falling on him, his clothes soaked sticking to his skin, dampness felt everywhere. He was alone, in the world, and in the streets, only to hear dogs barking as he walked by, treated badly by their owners who left them outside at night, letting them not eat that much, looking terrible.
Kai's eyes glanced over at the dogs as he walked down an alleyway. He had hated where he was currently, where the streets looked messy, the small place full of gangs and other things one could not imagine. Where he lived currently, was an apartment, quite small, where he was treated badly, and had not paid the owner for about four months at the time, as he tried to look for a job. His grandfather had abandoned him, not allowing him to have that much money, so here he was stuck, not able to find his friends anywhere. How horrible it was to have his own grandfather have no reason to kick him out of his place onto a world where he didn't have that much money anyway, as fame from the Beyblade tournament went down.
The only person Kai knew of was his friend…or what used to be friend Tyson. But he wouldn't want to go where Tyson was, not one day in hell. The reason to this was because of what that boy had done to him in the past. But he had no time to think about what Tyson had done, he just wanted to start and get a job, while paying off what he owed the man.
Kai stood in front of the apartment, unable to barely stare at the door. He knocked on it slowly, unsure of what he could really say, hard for him to speak in his condition. Kai could hear it…the television on again, the sounds coming from the window that was half broken, yet still had curtains on them inside. He knocked once more, a little harder, and heard a leather type of sound moving, as if the man got off his couch, and opened the door to the disgusting apartment, beer everywhere, ruins on the walls, stains, and it just looked so wrong to Kai.
"Sir…" Kai began to speak. "I'm sorry for asking you this, but do you mind if you just wait a little longer so that I can pay you back soon?" He had a hard time saying sorry, especially to a man so horrible.
The man grunted at him taking a sip of his beer. "No!" He made a deep glare at Kai, and seeing the expression of his eyes backing off, the man smirked. "You need to get them in now! Or just leave! Onto the streets with you!" He yelled.
Kai's eyes glanced to the side, as he shivered in the rain. "Can I just have my things?" He had asked coldly, not wanting to stand for this man any longer.
The man threw his things at Kai, a bag that looked a bit old but still useable, and he slammed the door on Kai. "I still expect money from you! I need it soon!" He went back to his chair and watched the television yelling at it like it was a human worthless to him.
Kai shook his head and made his way slowly away from the apartment, and glanced back at it once more. 'He's had a little too much to drink…' He thought in his mind. 'Asshole…' He put on a cold face as he walked slowly away from the apartment, feeling a slight headache coming on from the cold.
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Brooklyn walked down the streets of the unwanted town; his red hair was now down, because of the rain, drenching it, along with his white coat feeling heavy against his body. Looking around the streets gave him a bad feeling to his stomach, but all he wanted to do was get away from the house he was at for the moment, on the upper side of the city, not quite near this town.
He was nineteen now, and didn't have too many of his friends by his side anymore. He kept in contact with them sure, but it was hard to constantly keep track of who was where, and why they were. He stayed friends with Nichole, his best friend Rei's sister. Unknown a while back, Rei had no idea he had one, but they were from different fathers, though Nichole had known before he did, and told him the truth about his life. So now, her and Brooklyn would hang out most of the time, though this day she wasn't around, too busy with other things. He didn't mind though, at least he got fresh air he hadn't in so many days.
His eyes wandered around the empty streets but something caught his eye. He stopped in his tracks and his sight looked over to a familiar face. "That's…" He ran across the street and smirked slightly. 'Its Kai.' He thought to himself and walked down the sidewalk and over to him, stopping by him, not too close, but close enough, Kai's back turned to Brooklyn as he stopped in his tracks. "Kai!"
Kai stopped in his tracks as well and looked back raising a brow. "How do you know my name?" He questioned and walked a bit toward Brooklyn, his eyes icy cold, glaring at him, not seeing any memory click in his mind. "Leave me alone would you?" He looked Brooklyn up and down for a moment and then turned away slowly walking again.
Brooklyn blinked. "You're kidding right?" He glanced away. "You really don't remember an old friend? … Or opponent?" He sighed and turned away. "Oh well… it was a good try."
Kai stopped and looked back. "Wait…I do remember you." He spoke louder so that Brooklyn could hear him over the raindrops falling, and hitting the pavement.
The red haired boy smiled over at Kai as he turned around. "Good to hear then. How have you been Kai?" He asked him glancing over at the backpack he had over his shoulder.
He paused for a moment. "Alright I guess. Not much has happened in the last while though, and I need to find a job soon."
"Do you need any help?" He smiled asking curiously. Kai seemed to be uneasy about the situation, but he had to ask, to make sure that he would be all right.
Kai's eyes wandered away. "No, its fine." He explained to him, not knowing what to really say. "Look, I need to get going for now alright?" He turned his back once more to Brooklyn.
He walked over for a quick second and gave Kai a card. "If you ever need some help, then just let me know okay? I'm always there for a friend." He explained and began to walk away over to a bus shelter.
Kai's eyes wandered back watching Brooklyn for a moment, but he continued on his way, walking into an alleyway, looking at the dampness of the card, with his phone number on it. He put it in his pocket and ignored it for now; he didn't want help from anyone, not even his best friend.
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Brooklyn made his way home after calling a cab that got him to his house. He was completely soaked from head to toe, but it wasn't a big faze to him. He got out of the car, and made his way toward his house after paying the driver. He went inside taking off his long white coat and placing it on the coat rack.
The building was large, with much detail of white on the outside, and on the inside, the walls tinted with a slight color of silver. The railing that went up to the second floor had brown color, with the wooden floor a simple reddish color to it. The kitchen was quite large, and to the right once you entered, being a bit spacious, but quite nice. The living room was across from the kitchen, to the left of once you entered. The nice furniture in the living room had a long light brown couch, with a loveseat on the other side of it, which faced toward a flat screen television.
Brooklyn made his way up the light red steps and onto the second floor. He walked down the hallway, and turned to a door entering it, a man sat there and looked over at him with curiosity, seeing how wet he was, and his clothes a bit dirty.
"…Master Brooklyn what are you doing here?" The man asked him, standing up straight, wearing a black jacket with a white shirt underneath. He was obviously the butler of the large mansion.
"I need you to get some information for me." He told him. "I want you to look up Kai Hiwatari, and get me information on his whereabouts in the last few years, and what happened to him…if you could."
The man nodded. "Of course." He nodded to Brooklyn, and went out of the room, making his way downstairs to find information for him.
Brooklyn sighed and left that room, and went to the end of the hallway to the right, into his room. He got dressed changing into new fresh clothes that weren't wet. He walked over across the small hallway and into the bathroom, fixing up his hair.
His concern in his eyes as he thought about what he could do about Kai, and why he was walking around with a backpack around the streets. He was finished school obviously…but why would he be on the other side of town, where so much destruction happened everyday?
Questions came into his mind rapidly, as he left the bathroom pondering to himself in his own room now. He sat down on the bed and stared at the floor. 'I guess I'll find out once I get the results from Alexander…' A sigh came heavily from his lungs, as he lay down on his back staring up at the ceiling.
A couple hours later, a knock was at Brooklyn's bedroom door. As he sat up, the man called Alexander walked into the room and handed him a few sheets of paper. "I'm sorry sir, but this is all I could find."
"Stop calling me sir…but thank you." He smirked and read the sheets of paper. 'What…his grandfather kicked him out of his house!' Brooklyn's eyes widened a bit confused. 'He's been missing for a while unknown to why, no one has really known…except for a reporter who claimed to of seen him in the bad alleyways…where I just was…'
"Wow…alright thank you…" He read the rest of the information and nodded. The butler smiled and left Brooklyn's room, as he was left there looking and reading the few sheets he was given. "Wow, he's in dept quite a bit for the man." He sighed and got up, and left the room, downstairs, placing the papers in his pocket.
"I should at least go and be able to help him out." He nodded to himself, and made his way outside, with a different jacket on now, rather then the wet one. He went to the limo driver of the house, and got him to drive him to the town a few minutes away.
As the limo stopped in front of the house he wanted. The red haired teen got out of the backseat, and made his way to the place Kai was at earlier. He knocked slightly on the door, but there was no answer. He blinked and knocked on it again, harder this time.
"I told you all last time I don't need any!" The grumpy voice said from inside, from behind the door.
Brooklyn raised an eyebrow. "Sir, can I just talk to youfor a moment? Its not about advertisement." He explained.
A grunt was heard, as the man opened the door. "Alright then what is it?" He questioned wanting to know what he was up to.
"That Kai person, how much does he owe you?" He questioned him.
"Pfft, why would you want to know?" The man laughed slightly. "A lot is what it is! Besides, he's not here anymore anyway!"
"I kind of realized that… anyway, here…to make up for his payments." Brooklyn took out some money from inside his wallet and handed it to the man.
The old man raised an eyebrow. "What is this? I don't need your money!"
"Just take it…" He glanced to the side. "Maybe get a good education while you're at it." The last part was muttered.
He glared. "No, I don't want this."
"Take it anyway, it's only a few thousand." ((I'm not good with translating into yen))
The man re-looked at the money. "Hmm…alright then. You're still off a little on price."
"No I'm not." Brooklyn turned his back putting his wallet back in his zipper pocket, and walked back up the steps. His mind wandering as he walked down the same alleyway going to search for Kai.
Kai walked down the alley, and soon stopped by the end of the alleyway. He sat down and leaned his back up against its cold side that made him shiver, getting goose bumps up his arms. His eyes wandered to the cement floor as a cold breeze also hitting him.
'Now what…I should just give up right here, and go to Tyson or something…' He told himself, wondering what he should do confusing himself with every thought.
Brooklyn turned down a side and didn't see Kai down that way. He turned and went the other way, seeing someone on the ground sitting down up against a wall. As he went toward the person, he immediately recognized him as Kai, knowing that scarf and that hair anywhere.
Kai heard footsteps catch his attention as he looked up to see the red haired man standing above him. Getting up, he dusted himself off a bit, got still feeling quite cold at the same time, a damp smell from his clothing.
"What do you want now?" Kai questioned. "Stalking me or something?"
Brooklyn looked at him a bit confused. "No…look, I just want to help you Kai, as your friend, even if our past was quite bad, I'd rather change it if that's alright with you." He had to explain it, he didn't know exactly what he was saying at the time, and it just came out.
"Friend eh…" He glanced away. "Well look, I don't need your help alright? I don't need any help from anyone."
"You refuse so many things you know." A smile crept across his face silently. "Just come Kai, you'll have somewhere to stay then, besides, my uncle and aunt wouldn't mind." He smiled and left the alleyway.
Kai felt like he just had to follow, his feet leading him right after Brooklyn. 'His aunt and uncle' Kai questioned himself. 'Whatever happened to his parents?' Questions ran through his head, quite confused not knowing what to think anymore.
A limo pulled up in front of the two just a little while later. A man came out and opened the door for the two boys who were quite wet from the rain.
Going home to Brooklyn's place, Kai just had to question why Brooklyn would ever want to help him. Why was he to be the special one? Why was he being so nice to him, gentle to him? Why would he care about anything he would do? Even if he was on the streets…
End of Chapter 1
KazeChan- Hey everyone, thanks for reading (if you did P) Sorry about the spacing, its not working properly at the moment...hopefully i'll fix it for furthur chapters.
PLEASE DO NOT FLAME! No flamers…this is a fanfiction! And because this couple is delicate and rare O.o quite true really…
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it! This didn't take too long, but please, feel free to Review! A new chapter will come ASAP!
- Also, to add, there might be a little bit of OOC for Kai XD just a little! ; So please don't eat me! And during the tournaments they were both about 16 (for this), I'm making them the same age for this, and now both 19.